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No cat this time around, Kotomine?
[Well, well, look who it is. So much for steering clear; quite the contrary, it looks like this particular ginger is feeling the magnetic pull of main antagonist.]
That bird suits you. I've got one myself and it's a hellbeast with feathers.
[Well, well, look who it is. So much for steering clear; quite the contrary, it looks like this particular ginger is feeling the magnetic pull of main antagonist.]
That bird suits you. I've got one myself and it's a hellbeast with feathers.
Funny, that's kind of how I got mine. Here, why don't you meet him?
[And you know, at this point he's probably just doing it to be a troll and an asshole, but out comes a red and white ball, and with a flick of his wrist his absolute hellbeast of a Honchkrow comes out, with all the appropriate swagger and bravado you might expect of a bird that from its first appearance seemed to be projecting a mantra of I'LL KICK YOUR ASS I'LL KICK MY OWN ASS I'LL FIGHT THE SUN DON'T FUCK WITH ME MOTHERFUCKER]
...
[And that is the moment when three feet of hellbird catches sight of the most wonderful thing it has ever laid birdy eyes on, since meeting its lord and master Schuldig.]
[And you know, at this point he's probably just doing it to be a troll and an asshole, but out comes a red and white ball, and with a flick of his wrist his absolute hellbeast of a Honchkrow comes out, with all the appropriate swagger and bravado you might expect of a bird that from its first appearance seemed to be projecting a mantra of I'LL KICK YOUR ASS I'LL KICK MY OWN ASS I'LL FIGHT THE SUN DON'T FUCK WITH ME MOTHERFUCKER]
...
[And that is the moment when three feet of hellbird catches sight of the most wonderful thing it has ever laid birdy eyes on, since meeting its lord and master Schuldig.]
...How interesting.
[said in the most condescending voice usually reserved for matters requiring the worst kind of disinterest]
[there is a new hierarchy of evil today, hellbird, and you are looking at the top of it.]
So that must be what it evolves into.
[said in the most condescending voice usually reserved for matters requiring the worst kind of disinterest]
[there is a new hierarchy of evil today, hellbird, and you are looking at the top of it.]
So that must be what it evolves into.
[Ah, of course.]
[He'd have recognised her voice even without the nickname, and he smiles when he hears it. She's part of what made Johto home for so many years and she's been difficult to forget even when he's lived half his life somewhere between the moments that pass him by.]
[The familiarity the little game presents makes him relaxe his stance when he straightens up, and he turns towards her with bright eyes even as the smile has grown a little rueful.]
[He's missed her, but he can't stay here; moreover, he can't assume he has a place in her life anymore, even if only fleetingly.]
Everchanging, Carmen.
[He takes a step towards her (smile growing momentarily as he spots the coffee cup) and touches her arm in an affectionate greeting.]
Hello. It's good to see you again.
[He'd have recognised her voice even without the nickname, and he smiles when he hears it. She's part of what made Johto home for so many years and she's been difficult to forget even when he's lived half his life somewhere between the moments that pass him by.]
[The familiarity the little game presents makes him relaxe his stance when he straightens up, and he turns towards her with bright eyes even as the smile has grown a little rueful.]
[He's missed her, but he can't stay here; moreover, he can't assume he has a place in her life anymore, even if only fleetingly.]
Everchanging, Carmen.
[He takes a step towards her (smile growing momentarily as he spots the coffee cup) and touches her arm in an affectionate greeting.]
Hello. It's good to see you again.
I don't care!
[The waves surrounding the water clone rise up, making a fist and smashing at the ground. Not on Peridot, but close enough that she could feel the water splash.]
I didn't come back just to be ordered around!
[The waves surrounding the water clone rise up, making a fist and smashing at the ground. Not on Peridot, but close enough that she could feel the water splash.]
I didn't come back just to be ordered around!
[And there's a sense of recognition on Kristoph's end as well when it comes to people like this, though the associations he's drawing up are perhaps surprisingly neither positive nor negative; bluntly put, he's got a rock star for a brother so he's used to all manner of loud clothing and ridiculous hair and entirely too much confidence - not the usual undue arrogance that crawls out of the prosecutor's office nowadays, either, this is different and if it's somewhat aggressive it's taking the interesting route of pretending to be affably so, and...in all honesty it's probably going to be really annoying but at the same time it's not much worse than dealing with Daryan once in a while.
(Of course, he's been dealing with Daryan once in a while again lately, this time without Klavier present. It's exactly as obnoxious as he remembered it being, perhaps a bit more so because apparently being arrested put Daryan in a hell of a mood.)
But for now he just kind of smiles, and though his gaze flicks to the lion initially he doesn't stare at it, and there's no wariness to it - just acknowledgement before returning his attention to the person, because if he's worked out anything regarding how this place works it's that the animals obey their masters.]
I assume that whomever hands these things out has a good amount of not-so-subtle commentary to make about lawyers, then. Unfortunately for their intended message, it's nothing I haven't heard before - it comes with the territory and all.
[There's an easiness to his words, no offense taken at the implication that he most certainly caught when it was thrown out there; he hadn't even questioned the idea that that's exactly why he was greeted with this damn thing because that much was fairly obvious to him from the start, and if that's how things are going to be today then so be it.]
(Of course, he's been dealing with Daryan once in a while again lately, this time without Klavier present. It's exactly as obnoxious as he remembered it being, perhaps a bit more so because apparently being arrested put Daryan in a hell of a mood.)
But for now he just kind of smiles, and though his gaze flicks to the lion initially he doesn't stare at it, and there's no wariness to it - just acknowledgement before returning his attention to the person, because if he's worked out anything regarding how this place works it's that the animals obey their masters.]
I assume that whomever hands these things out has a good amount of not-so-subtle commentary to make about lawyers, then. Unfortunately for their intended message, it's nothing I haven't heard before - it comes with the territory and all.
[There's an easiness to his words, no offense taken at the implication that he most certainly caught when it was thrown out there; he hadn't even questioned the idea that that's exactly why he was greeted with this damn thing because that much was fairly obvious to him from the start, and if that's how things are going to be today then so be it.]
If that's your best attempt at a hello, then I'm worried you're losing your touch.
[With one hand occupied in holding the cup and no place to set it, she's left to resort to alternative measures; her free hand comes up to her mouth, where she catches the tip of the glove lightly between her teeth to provide the resistance she needs to slide it off one-handed.
Bare-handed, she retrieves the glove and pockets it before reaching for his face, seeking the contact and inadvertently making her coyote bracelet jingle on her wrist from the motion.]
But I'll let you try again, if you like.
[With one hand occupied in holding the cup and no place to set it, she's left to resort to alternative measures; her free hand comes up to her mouth, where she catches the tip of the glove lightly between her teeth to provide the resistance she needs to slide it off one-handed.
Bare-handed, she retrieves the glove and pockets it before reaching for his face, seeking the contact and inadvertently making her coyote bracelet jingle on her wrist from the motion.]
But I'll let you try again, if you like.
[Oh great! Greeaat. What a way to round off the day, right? Just get randomly pulled into this strange place he was stuck for for two years and then suddenly escaped from for no reason whatsoever --]
[Except actually, you know what? This is one of those times, and he's pretty sure it's not permanent, and that makes him a lot calmer about the whole ordeal.]
[Besides, this place wasn't a bad one. It had some bad habits, like oh, making people disappear and reappear for no real reason, but the law was a joke, money was easy, people were ... well. Better than usual.]
[So after the initial alarm and unease, he's just gonna take a moment to reacquaint himself with all this. Including the few of his pokémon that are left.]
[Like his hellcat, Dinero the foul minded persian, who just kinda comes up to him with a hiss but accepts pets reluctantly (secretly having missed them, wherever he was). Tulio talks abuse to him, but his tone is fond.]
Great. I'm saddled with you again, you big stinking mongrel.
[Two others on his belt; a taillow and a zebstrika, and later in the day, he'll be riding around on the latter taking some looks around but also a bit on edge as he waits whatever time limit he's on out.]
[Except actually, you know what? This is one of those times, and he's pretty sure it's not permanent, and that makes him a lot calmer about the whole ordeal.]
[Besides, this place wasn't a bad one. It had some bad habits, like oh, making people disappear and reappear for no real reason, but the law was a joke, money was easy, people were ... well. Better than usual.]
[So after the initial alarm and unease, he's just gonna take a moment to reacquaint himself with all this. Including the few of his pokémon that are left.]
[Like his hellcat, Dinero the foul minded persian, who just kinda comes up to him with a hiss but accepts pets reluctantly (secretly having missed them, wherever he was). Tulio talks abuse to him, but his tone is fond.]
Great. I'm saddled with you again, you big stinking mongrel.
[Two others on his belt; a taillow and a zebstrika, and later in the day, he'll be riding around on the latter taking some looks around but also a bit on edge as he waits whatever time limit he's on out.]
Really? And here I always thought they called you guys sharks, not snakes.
[He comes to an easy halt within natural conversational distance of the man, maybe just slightly closer than he ought to be, but certainly within the acceptable bubble of personal space.
There's a reason he doesn't raise the topic of starters and their significance when he's got his actual starters out, not least of which because they do say far too much about him, in his opinion. So much the better to let someone think he'd been saddled with a lion, instead; he's got the mane and the attitude for it.]
Aren't snakes supposed to be a sign of wisdom? They curl up your staff and whisper all their secrets into your ear.
[He pauses, then grins.]
Or maybe they just picked it because your color scheme matches, huh?
[He comes to an easy halt within natural conversational distance of the man, maybe just slightly closer than he ought to be, but certainly within the acceptable bubble of personal space.
There's a reason he doesn't raise the topic of starters and their significance when he's got his actual starters out, not least of which because they do say far too much about him, in his opinion. So much the better to let someone think he'd been saddled with a lion, instead; he's got the mane and the attitude for it.]
Aren't snakes supposed to be a sign of wisdom? They curl up your staff and whisper all their secrets into your ear.
[He pauses, then grins.]
Or maybe they just picked it because your color scheme matches, huh?
[He loves her.]
[The problem is that he has no idea how long he's been gone and it's unfair to put her in a position like this - where she might be hanging onto his memory and him perpetuating it by his very presence, when in reality, he was lost a long time ago.]
[On the other hand the torment at the back of his mind is like static, the touch on his face is welcome and warm, and he wants to kiss her and she's telling him he's allowed to.]
[Smile softening, he reaches out to stroke his thumb over her cheek, and then he steps in with her to kiss her softly.]
Hello, Detective.
[The problem is that he has no idea how long he's been gone and it's unfair to put her in a position like this - where she might be hanging onto his memory and him perpetuating it by his very presence, when in reality, he was lost a long time ago.]
[On the other hand the torment at the back of his mind is like static, the touch on his face is welcome and warm, and he wants to kiss her and she's telling him he's allowed to.]
[Smile softening, he reaches out to stroke his thumb over her cheek, and then he steps in with her to kiss her softly.]
Hello, Detective.
[As things like this tend to go, Jimmy's been jerked around quite a lot. Popping here, there, and everywhere, it seems like he doesn't have much time to rest before he's ended up somewhere new. It doesn't bother him as much as it might someone else, though, especially since he's getting to see old friends as well as meet new ones.
So now he's got his Furret Cherry out with him, both of them scanning the route they're on while trying to figure out where on earth they've ended up this time.]
Okay....so....not Goldenrod. Actually, I don't think we're anywhere close. What about Molly, have you see her?
[Cherry just shakes her head, rising up on her haunches when she hears the sound of a voice nearby. Maybe they'll know where they've ended up!
...so now Tulio gets to enjoy six feet of ferret scampering his way. HEY MAN DO YOU KNOW WHERE THIS IS WE'RE A LITTLE LOST.]
So now he's got his Furret Cherry out with him, both of them scanning the route they're on while trying to figure out where on earth they've ended up this time.]
Okay....so....not Goldenrod. Actually, I don't think we're anywhere close. What about Molly, have you see her?
[Cherry just shakes her head, rising up on her haunches when she hears the sound of a voice nearby. Maybe they'll know where they've ended up!
...so now Tulio gets to enjoy six feet of ferret scampering his way. HEY MAN DO YOU KNOW WHERE THIS IS WE'RE A LITTLE LOST.]
[It'll hurt later, probably, for both of them, and yet this is the perfect expression of an old lesson that they'd once come to grips with together — that Coop is always so anchored to his past and she is so addicted to chasing the future, but sometimes the only thing to do is to let those things pass and focus solely on the present moment.
It'd be a shame to waste this one, when they're both here for a spell. It'd be a shame to let reservations keep them back from things they're both seeking, and she's always been one to pursue her goals, anyway.]
Much better.
[With her ungloved hand at the back of his neck, the kiss is a little deeper, a little more thoughtful, and colored with undertones of the promise that for right now, neither of them is going anywhere.]
It'd be a shame to waste this one, when they're both here for a spell. It'd be a shame to let reservations keep them back from things they're both seeking, and she's always been one to pursue her goals, anyway.]
Much better.
[With her ungloved hand at the back of his neck, the kiss is a little deeper, a little more thoughtful, and colored with undertones of the promise that for right now, neither of them is going anywhere.]
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